fictionpage Chapter 16 A Glimpse of Beauty
Chapter 16 A Glimpse of Beauty
The room in front of me was spacious and bright, and its area was more than twice as large as the room where Dawei lived downstairs.
A large wooden bed is placed against the wall on the left, while a huge desk is placed near the window on the right.
Directly in front of the desk, an exquisite drawing board quietly awaits its owner's brushstrokes, as if telling endless stories.
At this moment, a woman is sitting in front of the easel.
She stood with her back to David.
Just by looking at her back, you can feel a unique aura.
The woman was tall and slender, and her height was estimated to be over 1.7 meters.
Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall. She wore a snow-white gauze dress, looking like a fairy descending to earth. The long skirt trailed all the way to her ankles, swaying gently in the breeze, making her look even more graceful and ethereal.
Because this bedroom is located in the southeast corner of the house, warm sunlight can stream into the room through the window, shining precisely on the woman's exquisite face. It also illuminates her snow-white gauze dress, making her look like a dream, breathtakingly beautiful.
David stared, somewhat stunned, as the interplay of light and shadow perfectly revealed the woman's figure beneath the gauze skirt.
Her waist is very thin, and the line suddenly bends down to her buttocks. In contrast, her buttocks appear very round and full, showing that she has worked out a lot. From behind, she has a standard S-shaped figure.
She wore ordinary gray fabric slippers, her ankles were very prominent, and the veins extending from her ankles were faintly visible. Her neat, white toes peeked out from the front of the slippers, paired with cherry red nail polish, making her look mature, sexy, and cute at the same time. Dawei couldn't help but drool, wishing he could take a bite.
Aunt Wu nodded slightly to Dawei and gestured for him to come inside.
David stepped into the room and smelled a faint aromatherapy scent, the kind of natural herbal fragrance that was very unique.
The woman turned her head and said softly, "Sit."
A fleeting glimpse.
After speaking, the woman quickly turned around and continued painting on the canvas.
The moment he turned his head, Dawei's breath caught in his throat.
After just one glance at the woman's profile, Dawei was secretly amazed by her beauty.
Her fair, oval face, without any makeup, exuded a natural and ethereal charm.
She has a long, slender nose, lips that are neither too thick nor too thin and have a pinkish hue, and a slightly pointed chin.
Her temperament is hard to describe, but you can tell at a glance that she has been cultured, never had to lift a finger since childhood, and has seen the world.
To the left of the entrance, against the wall, is a fabric sofa with white gauze draped over the armrests. Dawei sits upright, his hands resting on his legs, looking straight ahead like a model student.
The woman continued painting, while Dawei sat motionless.
Neither of them spoke.
David actually had a lot to say and a lot to ask, but he had learned to keep quiet.
As County Magistrate Qiao once said, in officialdom, one must pay attention to one's demeanor. A person who is incessantly chattering and restless has no authority and is despised.
He tried his best to make a good impression on the woman in front of him.
The woman who was painting seemed to have forgotten that there was someone sitting behind her. She would sometimes look at her half-finished painting from left to right, and sometimes pick up her brush to make a few more strokes.
The second hand of the wall clock ticked away.
Three minutes passed, and the room remained silent; no one spoke.
Wu Ma placed a freshly brewed cup of Longjing tea on the small tea table next to Dawei's seat, then left and closed the door behind her.
Silence fell upon the room once again.
The air conditioner is on, and the windows are open.
The indoor environment oscillated between stuffy heat and coolness, causing Dawei's heart to clench with each change.
The Longjing tea in the cup next to him emitted a refreshing fragrance. Dawei had been thirsty for a long time, but he didn't pick it up to drink and just sat there.
Time passed slowly, and the sun outside had climbed high into the sky, making the temperature rise.
Wang Xiaodan felt it was getting hot outside, so she closed the window, leaving a crack. Only then did she remember that there was someone sitting behind her, so she put down her paintbrush and turned around.
David looked up and their eyes met.
nice.
gorgeous.
So beautiful.
If his ex-wife Xie Liting's appearance is worth 100 points, then Wang Xiaodan in front of him deserves at least 120 points.
Wang Xiaodan's lips curved slightly, and a hint of apology appeared between her brows.
"Sorry, I was so engrossed in drawing that I forgot about you."
"It's alright."
"Have some tea." Wang Xiaodan smoothed her hair behind her ear, smiled shyly, and then sat down in a single chair next to the easel.
David held the cup with both hands, took a sip, and then sat up straight again.
"Don't be nervous, just relax and make yourself at home."
"Hmm." David remained seated, his body still tense.
Wang Xiaodan slowly raised her long legs, easily placing her right leg over her left, revealing a glimpse of her right calf, which was gleaming white. She then gently looked Dawei over once more.
She was not good with words either, and feeling awkward, she touched her arm, then simply wrapped her right arm around her left arm, paused, and said, "Have some tea."
"Hmm." David took a sip and then put it down.
"Hehehe~" Wang Xiaodan covered her mouth with one hand and laughed awkwardly, amused by Dawei's nervous and silly appearance.
"Hehe..." David grinned and laughed along.
The initially serious and somewhat awkward atmosphere instantly became harmonious.
"Are you hungry? I have some cookies." Wang Xiaodan got up to get them.
"No need, I had some snacks on the plane, I'm not hungry now."
"Oh, then wait a little longer. Aunt Wu is making lunch, we'll be able to eat soon."
"Eh..."
"My older brother will be here at noon."
Dawei's brow twitched slightly. Big brother?
Doesn't Old Wang only have one daughter?
"You should know that my dad has an adopted son, right?" Seeing Dawei nod, Wang Xiaodan continued, "Knowing you're here, he'll come over for lunch so we can all meet and formally introduce ourselves."
It was Wang Guozheng!
David felt nervous again.
This is so sudden.
"Okay, what do I need to prepare?"
"No need, just like at home." Wang Xiaodan glanced at Dawei with a playful look. "You want to curry favor with him too?"
David chuckled softly and said, "I wasn't trying to curry favor with anyone. You underestimate me."
A hint of approval flashed in Wang Xiaodan's eyes as she slowly nodded and replied, "That's right, you're someone my dad approves of. I was being petty."
My older brother doesn't usually come here.
Because he was just too busy.
"You have more influence."
David lowered his brow: "Grandpa, he..."
"At the funeral home, the cremation is scheduled for tomorrow," Wang Xiaodan replied casually.
"Will we keep vigil tonight?"
"No need. He instructed that everything should be kept simple: no vigil, no obituary, no funeral."
David looked at the other person with some surprise: "In our village, we always keep vigil."
"He was a staunch materialist and had no demands for these things. For a living person, doing these things is simply for show." Wang Xiaodan's tone remained calm and unwavering.
Dawei felt that Old Wang was quite pitiful, but Wang Xiaodan was his biological daughter, so he had the final say in this matter.
Aunt Wu knocked on the door: "Miss, your eldest brother has arrived."
"Okay, let's go down."
With trepidation, Dawei followed Wang Xiaodan downstairs.